| Fred crawled off the pile of pillows that had cushioned his landing
a few moments earlier and eyed the wardrobe. Something about it seemed
strange to him. He felt compelled to open it. Fearfully, he tried to rationalize
his actions as he approached the piece of furniture, "I'll see if they
have anything more manly to wear," he told himself, although he doubted
that that would be the case.
He opened the door and looked inside. It was huge! There was no back to it that he could see, and outfits to the horizon! The problem was, there were none for men, all women's. Suddenly he felt a push from behind as he was thrown into the wardrobe, and the doors were shut behind him. The room was still lit, but he could not see the source of the light. "Choose!" a booming voice declared to him. Looking around, he decided
to go for the...
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